Torchy & Old Faithful. From the East take the Emsworth/Warblington exit from the A27 toward Havant. Turn left after about 3/4 mile

Havant Arts Centre

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It was a "get your suntan lotion on" Sunday as we gathered in the carpark beside
the museum and played chicken with the frequent users of the cycle track.
Pancsi and Splasher arrived in a fluster having chosen not to follow the directions
but to get to the centre of Havant and follow the "M" signs for the Museum, unfortunately
they ended up at McDonalds.
Nevertheless a reasonable pack composed of the usual suspects managed to gather to hear
news of OF and Pru's first grandchild Owen who checked in on St George's day.
(Q. what date was that ?).
Torchy put on his serious face and warned us to be careful as there was a lot of "road work"
before ushering us on-out north up the old rail track.

I won't bore you with a detailed account of the first part of the hash which consisted of
an intricate series of checks and falsies knitted through the old streets and back alleys
just north west of the museum, an interesting tour with the odd pile of treasure for Canman.
Eventually the trail stopped its twists and turns and headed west alongside the churchyard,
where Dr Blood was spotted taking a shortcut and having to climb over the fence in the corner,
before crossing Park Road.
An interesting check followed (well if you find checks interesting you need to get a life)
where the whole pack ended up at a dead end that has been formed by the new building north
of Park Way only to return to find that some very nifty and swift trail re-laying had occurred
to provide a way out, if you could find it, which of course we did.

Then a long hack west took us all to a regroup at the top end of the Jubilee Path, close to an
interesting pile of fly tipping, disgraceful but somehow alluring.
From here it looked odds on that we would be heading down by the old mill and across the A27
footbridge, at least that's where everyone headed, only to return. We was stumped until OF did
his head nodding thing and someone spotted a FP sign on the far side of a field full of horses.
So through the horses and beside the A27 took us east and out on to Solent Road without further fuss.
The pack was then stretched out on the long run past Tesco to arrive at a regroup just north of the
Langstone roundabout. There was a rather cruel set of falsies here that took the more adventurous
south under the A27 to a great waste of energy.
Meanwhile the main pack found the true trail along Grove Road and the On-In.

After having thanked the hares for our tour of Havant, nominations were offered for Canman who had
been tumbling, Bambi and Flash for calling when not on trail, Dr Blood for being a SCB, the honours
going to Soapbox for his delightful male chauvinist pig tee shirt.